A few days later.

Bottomless Abyss Layer 6548257 - Lava Wasteland.

Golan looked at Orgar's new look, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, feeling very novel.

Now Olga is not an ontology, but a doppelganger.

A clone pinched out with the blood of the elves.

So his current appearance is the appearance of the elves, although he still has the shadow of the past, but the overall difference is not small.

The characteristics of the Abyss Demon are completely indiscerning.

After poking at Orga's white and tender cheeks, she said a little critically: "This look is okay, but the strength is weaker." ”

In her judgment, the strength of the doppelganger of Orga was at most at the level of the [Lower Demon], and the strength was even lower than her.

Olga spread his hands very indifferently:

"Whatever, it's just a disposable, anyway. ”

In response to his answer, Golan blinked his eyes and asked curiously: "In the past, you didn't make a clone out in order to travel through another world, is there any special place in the plane we went to? Could it be that it only allows elves to enter?"

Olga sighed helplessly:

"Not really.

Not long ago, I broke some decorations there a little, so I was blacklisted there.

In order not to be targeted by the plane consciousness when entering, now you can only put on a layer of vest before entering. ”

The last time he left, he felt that the plane had a strong malice towards him.

In a few hundred years, his ontology is estimated to be blacklisted.

If you go in, you will probably be hit by lightning or a meteor shower.

In the face of this kind of encounter, although he felt that he had only done some small things, and deserved to be so resentful of the plane consciousness.

But he didn't have any special opinions, after all, he himself understood that a demon as good as him would always be targeted.

God is jealous of talent.

It's something that can't be avoided.

Think about it from another angle, every blacklist is a compliment to him.

Thinking about it, he began to become self-absorbed.

Golan looked at the smugness on Olga's face and asked with relief, "...... So, that place is all your old enemy?"

She was a little worried that she would be approached by Orga's old enemies as soon as she passed.

Olga immediately waved his hand, signaling that the other party was too worried.

With a look of pride, he said:

"Not really.

You need to know a little bit!

That is, there have always been fewer people who have a grudge against me.

After all, I will kill anyone who has no hatred, let alone a hatred.

Normally, whenever someone is hostile to me, I will kill them on the spot to end the hatred.

So, I don't have any enemies everywhere, and you don't need to worry about that at all.

Those guys, it's basically cold. ”

"Ah...... This ......"

Hearing this, not to mention Golaner, even Alison next to him was stunned, and couldn't find any flaws.

I suddenly felt that those words could not be refuted.

The two could only give their thumbs up to Olgabi: "It's really you." ”

"Where, where.

It's all just a small thing, not worth mentioning.

Let's get up. ”

Olga modestly pointed to the teleportation array next to him.

Everything is ready to go.

"Okay. ”

The teleportation array opens instantly.

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Faaistar.

Republic of Gary.

With a flash of red light, a red, translucent ring appeared in mid-air.

The three of them walked straight out of it.

Before Alison and the two of them could begin to observe their surroundings, the strong smell of blood and the stench of decay that only corpses could emit poured into their noses.

It was like blood and rotting corpses fermented together for months.

It immediately made them feel uncomfortable, and almost smoked Alison and Golaner.

Even the last time they faced the scene of the massacre on the Seven Seas plane, they had never smelled such a strong smell.

So he hurriedly used his magic ability to isolate the external air!

That's how much more comfortable I feel.

When they barely recovered, the first thing that caught their eye was several piles of corpses tens of meters high.

Countless amounts of blood and pus are slowly oozing out of it.

Accompanied by bloodthirsty flies and insects that cover the sky, they are flying all over the sky, constantly gnawing at the rotting flesh and blood.

The sheer amount of sunlight in the sky could only scatter sporadically on the ground.

The ground is full of maggots, snakes and rats, wriggling and crawling.

They were also frantically gnawing at the remains of the corpses, feasting on a feast they had never had before.

Such a sight immediately made Golan and the others a little sick.

As for Olga in the face of such a scene, there was not the slightest discomfort, but a sense of intimacy.

Inside the [Wailing Forest], find a random place, and that's pretty much what it looks like.

Foul-smelling, rotten, bloody, poisonous, eerie.

It's full of uneaten corpses and all kinds of demonic plants.

Under the fermentation of all kinds of bacteria, the erosive smell bred by those things is absolutely impressive.

In his heart, [Styx Bank] is equal to kindergarten, and [Wailing Forest] is equal to elementary school, and now in retrospect, there is a little nostalgia.

As for the Lava Wasteland, it is in full stocking.

It's a little more civilized than the inside of the Wailing Forest.

At the very least, the corpse was relatively clean.

There's no Wailing Forest's atmosphere of rotting flesh everywhere.

Those piles of corpses of tens of meters, Orga recognized at a glance that they were sacrifices of the blood sacrifice ceremony, which could be used to help the performers of the ritual and restore their suppressed strength.

If you think about it, the entire population of the city should be there.

In this regard, he scratched his hair and said: "It's all bacteria and viruses, it seems that it needs to be cleaned up when the time comes~~"

In his opinion, this is the more important issue at the moment.

After all, the promise he gave Alison was a safe place.

As for how many natives died here, he didn't care much.

It's just a little thing that doesn't matter anyway.

This planet is going to be the nest of the elves in the future, and those diseases and bacteria are obviously a bit in the way, so the environment must be cleaned up after a while.

However, the problem is not so difficult.

In terms of disease, he is also an old expert who has been in the industry for nearly 200 years.

After Golan and the others barely got used to their surroundings.

He raised his right hand alone, manifested a miniature projection of Faa, and introduced to Golan and Alison with a smile: "The diameter of this planet is 15,946 kilometers, and 60 percent of the surface is seawater, 10 percent is glaciers, 4.5 percent is desert, and the rest is all ordinary land.

The climate such as sunlight and rain is slightly problematic due to destructive development by indigenous people and artificial factors such as chemical pollution, but it is basically in a relatively balanced state.

It takes time to adjust.

Basically, there is no problem with tens of billions of people living here.

For the current Elthera Elven Kingdom, it is completely more than enough.

As for external threats, there is nothing to worry about.

Its geographical location is so hidden that even I found it in the corner of the database of some interstellar empire.

The closest forces here are more than 270 light-years away.

As long as there is a layer of enchantment on the outside, there should be no problem of being discovered. ”